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Mike couldn’t concentrate on anything the whole week.
He felt like a weird pervert after the wet dream incident. “Who still gets wet dream at 20 years old? About their best friend?” He complained to himself as he quickly removed the sheets from the mattress before Lucas woke up and asked questions. Later that day during dinner, Lucas asked, “by the way dude, where are my sheets?” Mike panicked.
“Laundry.” He told the truth because there were a limited amount of excuses that would make sense. “Why?” Lucas asked further. “Because, I wanted to be a good friend for once. I slept in them so they smelled like me.” He blurted out. Lucas raised a brow but didn’t question further.
He avoided Will for the majority of the week afterwards and tried his best to go into their room really late when Will was guaranteed to be sleeping. It wasn’t the best tactic but it was definitely effective.
That was until it wasn’t. At the cafe, he begrudgingly swapped shifts with someone so that his shift was earlier in the day. It was definitely a pain in the ass and made the job seem to drag on for even longer, but it worked alright.
During his very aggravating Wednesday shift, the door bell rang. He sighed but looked up and smiled, “Hi, how can I-“ he stopped in his tracks. Will stared at him with those bright hazel eyes that made him want to go feral. Will swallowed. “Hey,” he said in a meaningful tone.
“Hi,” Mike replied averting his eyes. “Listen Mike, I’m sorry.” He started out in his deep voice. “I’m sorry for what you had to see. I know you’re not like me, I know you’re not gay,” Mike visibly sucked in a breath at those words. He didn’t say anything. “And I shouldn’t have been having sex in our room, that was weird. But I don’t want you to avoid me forever. I want us to go back to normal.” As will continued, his voice began to waver and fill with nerves. Mike squeezed his eyes shut.
He felt like a dick. Why did he always do the wrong thing? He thought it would be better for the both of them if they just avoided the situation but obviously that was stupid because Will was apologising to him. “Please don’t apologise. This is my fault for avoiding you and even making it awkward. I’m sorry too. This was exhausting as hell to avoid you, can we go back to normal now?” Mike asked running a hand through his hair. Will smiled bright and big, “Yes, please.”
Mike felt like even more of a dick for making Will apologise for his sexuality. “If it makes you feel any better, I could never imagine myself doing something like that with you.” Will said. No, it didn’t make him feel any better actually.
Now, they were all surrounding a round table planning out a DnD campaign. “Wait but the cleric could actually make them win. Clerics have true sight, remember.” Lucas said. Mike couldn’t focus on anything but will seated across from him. He was listening intently, his arms crossed. That made his biceps bulge. His hair was kind of messy, probably from the hair net he wore earlier that day during their shift. Mike wanted to run his hands through it, grip it tightly. Someone must’ve said something funny as he lurches forward slightly to laugh. Mike watches the action intensely.
The way his body convulses and he runs a hand through his hair. Mike bites his lip as he looks at Will’s veiny and tattooed arms. He imagines them griping his waist, holding him still as he thrusts- “Mike?” Jane says snapping him out of his trance. “Are you okay dude?” Lucas asks. “Yeah, totally.” He replies nervously. “You sure? You seem a little distracted.” Max crosses her arms. “I was just kind of thinking about a test I have next week is all.” He tried to divert. Everyone was looking at him.
Will rolled his eyes and scoffed. “Really? You Mike wheeler is thinking about a test when we’re planning a campaign you’ve been begging us to play for the past month?” He says in a matter of fact way. Damn it. He almost forgot Will knows him too well. He shrugs not knowing what to say. “Well, focus because this needs to be done by tomorrow.” Max reprimands. They easily get back into discussion after that but Mike is mentally kicking himself about why he can’t just be normal around Will.
“Wait, that’s actually kind of smart.” Will smiled at Mike. They were working their usual cafe shift and talking about random theories of what could have happened if the dinosaurs didn’t go extinct. “Hey, nerds.” Max said as she walked over to the counter. The cafe was mostly empty at that time. “Hi guys. Can I have the menu?” Jane asked. She always ordered drinks that were out there and made them suffer, but it was endearing to see her explore. “Here you go.” Will said as he handed it to her.
While El and Max were looking through the menu, Will turned to him. “You coming for the movie tomorrow night?” He asked as he leaned into the counter looking at Mike intently. “Umm, I don’t know. Maybe. I kind of have an essay to finish.” Mike replied. Will frowned dramatically. “Oh, come on Michael.” He complained. “What? I’m already at a B in that class. I really need my credits up.” Mike replied shrugging. “But it won’t be the same without you.” Will moved closer to him. It made Mike tense up a bit. “We’ve been talking about the release for months and I really want to watch it with you.” Will looked at him directly in the eyes and suddenly they felt so close.
“You always complain that I’m annoying to watch movies with.” Mike tried to tease Will. “Yeah, you are kind of annoying but I love it most of the time. It’s disgustingly endearing the passion you have for commentary.” Will replied placing his arm nearer to Mike’s. His brain nearly short circuits.
“I don’t know.” He swallowed. “Pretty please. Pretty, pretty please Micheal. With a cherry on top?” Will dramatically jutted his lip out and was now holding on to both Mike’s hands as he looked at him in the eye. Mike tried to not think about the strong and warm grip Will had on him. Mike was never one to refuse Will anything in normal situations but he sure as hell wasn’t going to refuse him anything now. “Fine.” He replied.
“Yes!” Will pulls him in for a strong hug kind of knocking the wind out of Mike’s lungs. Before Mike could really think about the fact that he could feel Will’s solid abs through both their clothes, Will pulled away and looked at him once more. For a moment, time stopped as he took time to map out every pretty feature on Will’s face. “Ahem.” One of the girls clears her throat making the two snap out of it.
“We’re ready to order.” Jane said as she hands the menu to Will and places an order for both of them. “Coming right up ladies.” Will said as he walked over to the juicing station and the eventually out back to grab some ingredients. Mike finished punching in their orders and looked up at them to tell them the price, only to see they are staring at each other with a shocked and smiling expression and then at him and back.
“What is wrong with you two?” He asked annoyed after a minute of the same thing. “What’s wrong with us?” Max laughed. “What’s wrong with you sir blush-a-lot.” She continued. “What are you talking about?” He asked even more confused. “I don’t know maybe that you turned as red as a tomato when Will hugged you,” Max said. “Or maybe that you looked at his lips approximately 10 times throughout one conversation.” Jane added.
Mike flinched but tried to act oblivious. “Your point is what exactly?” He crossed his arms. “You have a big fat queer crush on Will.” Max taunts but in a teasing way more than offensive. Mike chokes on his own spit. “What?” He asked his face red. “Oh my God, how long Mike!” Jane asked leaning in. “Probably since high school.” Max suggested. ‘Longer than that’ Mike thought to himself. “Do you guys hear yourselves? I have a crush on my best friend? Come on.” He tried to lead them astray.
“That explains so much.” Max said looking at Jane and she nods. They completely disregard Mike’s statement. “Honestly, how does Will not see it. It’s so painfully obvious anytime you talk with him.” Max shook her head. “Maybe it’s because he also has a big fat queer crush on Mike.” Jane shrugged. “Oh, yeah. I almost forgot he’s just as into Mike.” Max nods. Up until that point, Mike had wanted the conversation to just stop already so that he can go ahead and kill himself but then after hearing those words, his interest was piqued. “Wait, do you really think so?” He asked eyes widening.
“Aha! I knew it. You do have a crush on Will.” Max has her gatcha moment before looking directly at him like she’s about to give professional advice. “But yes. It’s very obvious that Will likes you back and you’re a couple of idiots if you can’t see it in each other.” Max intertwines her hands and places them on the counter. “He treats you differently from the rest of us. Don’t get me wrong, Will is the sweetest guy alive but with you he’s just extra sweet and sappy. It’s sickeningly cute.” Max stated. Mike never really noticed that. Probably because he’s treated Will specially too. But that could really just be because, “Duh, no shit. He’s my best friend and we’ve been friends like our whole lives.” He tried to defend.
“Yes, but, he always wants your approval and wants you to be okay with the things he does. Usually, he doesn’t care what others think but when it’s you he cares extra.” Jane supplied and it got him into deep thought. “And the way he looks at you like you’re the Mona Lisa and holds you like you might break if he’s not gentle.” Max added. Mike blushed a little as he remembered just how much he loved when Will touched him in any way.
“Okay, but, he has a boyfriend.” Mike said embarrassingly feeding into their theories. It’s not like he really believes Will could like him that way. He’s made it abundantly clear he doesn’t. But he can pretend for one afternoon. “So? Boyfriends don’t mean anything these days. In case you forgot.” Jane raised a brow at him and he internally cringed. They never really spoke about their break up often but when they did, it made Mike want to rip out his skin because he really was just a shitty boyfriend to her and she still doesn’t really know the reason why. Well, maybe now she does.
“I know but he really likes Tom. It’s not like I can just walk up to him and be like ‘hey Will, I have a big fat queer crush on you’, it’ll be way too awkward.” Mike lamented. “Yeah, well, you don’t have to directly say it to him.” Max said matter of factly. “Then what do I do?” He asked kind of embarrassed he’s this interested and already feeling the second hand embarrassment if Will doesn’t like him back.
“You show him. Do little things to let him know. Drop Easter eggs, if you will. Make him understand what he’s missing and knock some sense into that big head of his.” Max emphasised as she spoke. “You want me to seduce him?” Mike whisper-yelled.
Max opened her mouth to say something else but immediately shut it after looking at something behind him. She just gave him a discreet shrug and nod. He was confused why until he saw Will emerging beside him. “Here you guys go.” He said handing the girls their drinks. “Sorry I took so long. The fruit were still in their packaging so I had to unpack them and naturally, once I start, I can’t stop until it’s all done.” He smiled at them very unaware of the conversation that took place.
“It’s been 20 minutes Will! This has to be a discount.” Jane complained as if she even noticed the time ticking by. “No way! I gave you one just yesterday.” He denied. “Yeah, for a completely different reason. This really shows how you need to improve your service.” Max defended. They exchanged a few more arguments and Mike was hit with an idea. Maybe he should test out one of their theories. “I agree Will. You did take a really long time to make them. Imagine if there was a line or something.” He chimed in. Will looked at him searching for any humour or falsehood in his face. “Fine.” Will replied after a moment of thinking, handing Mike a twenty dollar bill to cover their drinks. “But if I don’t have money for movie snacks tomorrow, you’re all at fault and you’re all getting me some.” He pointed at the three of them.
He looked at the girls who tried to hide their smiles behind their straws both giving him an expression that screamed “told you so”. Mike wanted to roll his eyes at them but he was too busy trying to hide his own smile.
Mike was fully fixated on the concept Jane and Max had placed in his head and was analysing every interaction he had with Will. Call him crazy but he saw what they were talking about too and it gave him some hope.
He and Will arrived the movie theatre a bit later than their friends so they were practically rushing to buy tickets. They ran into the theatre and tried to look for their friends but the movie was starting up and they couldn’t spot them. They decided on a seat together. Only when the movie started did Mike realise what was going on. The two of them, watching a movie and sharing snacks, together. Just them. Kind of like a date. Mike tried not to dwell on that thought but it seemed to be ingrained into his mind as Will reached over to grab some popcorn and accidentally bumped his hand.
He sighed shakily. He couldn’t focus on the movie much with how close Will was. He tried to remember when things got so tense for him. When hanging out with Will started to feel like ticking time bomb. He couldn’t place a date on it.
He decided what better way to excuse physical touch than a dark cinema at night? Will’s hand was resting on the arm rest of his own seat and Mike took a deep breath as he slowly inched his own hand towards Will’s. He decided to finally grab it before he lost the courage. Will didn’t flinch but he slowly turned to look at their intertwined hands and then at Mike. “Are you okay?” He asked and Mike nodded but didn’t dare to move his hand. He feels like he may have imagined it, like he’s going crazy, but he saw Will stare at his lips.
Will went back to watching the movie without any other words exchanged.
By the end of the movie, Mike wanted to scream. Will had looked at his lips not once, not twice but three whole times. They also didn’t move hands the whole time so they were casually just holding hands. He remembers the moment that made him want to jump out of his skin.
On the screen, the character grabbed his wife’s hand as he professed his undying love for her and kissed her hand. Will turned to him, imitating the man and lifting Mike’s hand that was already intertwined in his, placing a soft and gentle kiss on it. Mike wanted to scream. He wanted to rip his skin off. He wanted Will’s lips on his mouth.
The walk home was silent but not necessarily awkward. Will still held on to his hand as they walked the noisy streets in the dead of night. Mike had dreamt of times like that.
Which is why, as he looked at his reflection in the mirror and ruffled his hair, he desperately prayed Max and Jane were spot on with their theory because he was planning on doing something very stupid which could ruin their friendship forever and dance with Will. Like actually dance.
At college parties, there were two ways of dancing with other people, or at least two ways that Mike knew of: the sweaty but fun grinding and singing with friends and the sexual and sensual grinding of bodies that built heat between two people. He wanted to do the latter with Will. Now, what was his expected outcome? He didn’t exactly know. Hopefully something along the lines of kissing. Either way, he just wanted to feel Will’s hands on his body.
He looked at the mirror one last time. His hair had grown out a lot since getting here. It was just past shoulder length and nearly brushing his back now. It was a thatch of dark curls, grown long and untended. It fell past his collar in the back and framed his face in a way that suggested he thought less about style and more about music, or the space between his own thoughts. Nothing like the mess it had been when he was younger, but more like a developed version of it which he quite liked.
“Ready to go?” Jane asked him. “Yeah, I feel like there’s something missing though.” He said as he looked at his reflection. It wasn’t as edgy as he would have liked. He always imagined adorning his face with piercing but until then, he had to do something to make it all work. “Oh, I know!” Jane said as she rummaged through her drawer and pulled out an unfamiliar pallet of some sort. She opened it to reveal different shades of colours and rubbed her fingers on the dark grey shade. “Close your eyes.” She told him. He didn’t really have time to react before she was borderline sitting on his lap and using her fingers to smear the substance onto his eye lids.
“There. Open.” She moved away and he looked into the mirror. His eyes widened in a pleasant surprise. He never was a big fan of makeup or things like that but the smoky dark colour added the edge he needed and he adored it more than he probably should. “Ready now?” She asked and he smiled at her and nodded.
The party was loud as per usual. He usually wasn’t a big fan of the grotesque nature of them but he had a mission to complete that day. He began his man haunt for Will but couldn’t spot him. “You seen Will anywhere?” he asked his friends. “Negative.” Lucas replied. Both Jane and Max shook their heads.
He searched the crowded and sweaty room but to no avail. He was on the brink of giving up until he saw a familiar back side. He made his way through the thick mob of people dancing and talking and finally reached Will. His chest was completely bare and he wore nothing but jeans and suspenders. His jeans hung slightly low and the thick band of his Calvin klein boxers was apparent.
He was, however dancing with another man. A man Mike had become all too familiar with in the past few weeks. He didn’t care. He pulled at Will who stopped dancing and faced him. “Can we dance?” He asked directly not knowing where he developed this new found courage. Will looks at him in shock but easily nods his head in agreement.
The dance is a bit awkward and slightly innocent at first. Mike is still trying to get in the groove of things and Will doesn’t explicitly understand what type of dance Mike even wanted. It’s still fun.
Mike takes a deep breath and decides to loosen up. If this doesn’t work, the least he could say is that he had Will’s hands firmly planted on him. Just like that, he grabs Will’s hands where they were tentatively holding his shoulder and firmly plants them on his revealed waist. He remembers all too well why he decided to wear a slightly cropped t-shirt as he feels the warmth and roughness of Will’s hands directly on his skin.
They don’t exchange much dialogue after that. The longer they danced, the closer they got to each other until they were grinding along to the tune and singing in each other’s faces. Will was smoking a blunt as he puffed the smoke into Mike’s face. Normally, Mike would scold Will for that but in that situation, he did not care. In fact, he found it extremely hot.
He felt Will’s solid build against his as Will used his free hand to keep their bodies against each other. Mike wasn’t panicking anymore. He was enjoying the tension of it all but wanted to push the breaches and see where it all goes. He pulled Will much closer to him. Close enough that their faces were inches away. The height difference between them meant nothing now as all Mike wanted to do was wield to Will’s words under his strong gaze.
“Show me how you like it.” Will yelled into his ear and that absolutely sent a shiver down his spine. He brought Will’s hand to his face and left it there; let him explore. Will’s finger taps at the entrance of Mike’s lips. It’s a soft and gentle touch. Mike opens his mouth and fully swallows his fingers while staring at him directly in the eye. “Fuck, Mike.” Will groaned out and a shiver runs down Mike’s spine. He’s never heard Will curse like that but he instantly wants more of it. “We can’t do this.” Will said and Mike sucked even harder. Will’s body seemed to be against his words because he pulled him in closer and ground against him, making Mike feel his growing hardness.
Mike released Will’s fingers with a loud smacking sound. Will didn’t move them and they trailed down his lips and chin tainting the areas with his own spit. “Why not?” Mike asked in his best vixen voice. He tried to hide the arising panic and hoped and desperately prayed that things didn’t turn awkward. “Because, I’ll become too fucking obsessed with it, I’ll go too far, and I know you don’t want that.” Will tried to reason. Mike was relieved at the response. He lowered his hands to Will’s clothed groin and squeezed lightly looking directly at Will’s hazel eyes. “I want that.” He replied simply.
Something clicked in Will, his gears turned and he pulled Mike in for a kiss. Mike gasped shocked at the action but let it happen. Will licked into his mouth and Mike was drunk on the taste of smoke and weed on Will’s tongue. The kiss was short lived but made Mike feel lightheaded as Will pulled away.
“Not here.” Will said holding Mike’s hips still. “Then let’s go back to our dorm room.” Mike suggested. Just like that, they were retreating back to their dorm room sooner than they expected.
Mike sat on his bed nervously, unsure of what to do. He already prepared himself in every way possible for anything after extensive research so he was hypothetically ready for anything to happen. Heavy on the hypothetic of the situation because truthfully, he’s barely done this all the way through with anyone, let alone another man. Another man who also happens to be his best friend who he is kind of sort of maybe in love with. Safe to say his nerves are everywhere.
Will walks out of their bathroom with some supplies in hand. Mike holds his breath. “I don’t want to rush anything. I can’t even fucking believe we’re doing this. These are just here in case of anything and we can stop at any moment. Just say the word.” Will explained. Mike released the breath and nodded. He wanted for this whole situation to feel less awkward and more sexy but now that he actually got to the main event, he wasn’t sure what to do with himself.
Will sat down on the bed and pulled him firmly into his lap. Mike gasped. He really liked that. “Maybe we could start back where we left off?” Will whispered and Mike didn’t waste time to kiss him. Mike always enjoyed kissing. It was a fun sentiment to any relationship. He never realised how much he would love it until he kissed Will. He suspected that everything felt different with Will and as he burrowed his hands into Will’s soft hair and moved his body closer to deepen the kiss, his suspicion was confirmed.
Mike lapped up every last bit of closeness Will provided to him as Will held onto his waist and tilted his head. It was gentle, just like everything else was with Will, but motivated.
He moved his hands from Will’s hair and began to lower them down his body and abs. The taut skin of Will stomach undulated against Mike’s soft and teasing touch. Will grinds his body forward creating friction between both of their clothed cocks and Mike whines at the stimulation.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” Will said as he took in Mike’s current state. “Pretty enough to ruin?” Mike asked and he swore Will groaned as he pulled Mike flush against his body. “Where did you learn that?” Will asked in a raspy tone. “Samuel R. Delany.” Mike replied, taking the opportunity to mention his favourite author. “Of course.” Will scoffed with endearment before licking into Mike’s mouth again.
They continued the rhythm of grinding and making out until Will kissed down to Mike’s neck. Mike was too turned on to care as Will nipped at the skin there and places soft wet kisses. “Jesus, fuck.” Mike moaned as he ground into Will. He was ridiculously hard in his jeans and needed more friction.
Will seemed to understand as he placed his final soft kisses on Mike’s neck and pulled away to help Mike and himself take off their clothes. There was a mess of limbs pulling out of clothes but they both settled back down in nothing but their underwear.
“I’ve waited so long for this. To see you like this.” Will said in a soft tone and it made butterflies well up in his stomach. “Me too.” Mike replied. Just like that, a silent admission was made. One that neither of the two was ready to address, especially in the current moment.
They continued to kiss and Mike ran his hands all over Will’s body. He finally got to feel the rock hard muscles he’d been craving to feel.
Will flipped them over and Mike landed with a soft thud and bounced on the bed as Will pushed his legs apart and settled in the space between. Will looked down at Mike, his necklace hanging off his neck and dangling in the space between the two of them. “Tell me what you want.” Will said in a tone that sounded genuine more than it was foreplay. “I- I want everything.” Mike replied, unsure of how to say what he really wants. He was new to this. All of it. He didn’t know what was right at what was wrong.
Will kissed him slow and gentle for a short moment and placed his hand to Mike’s cheek, gently caressing it. “Baby, that’s so fucking hot and I want everything too but I’m going to need you to be specific.” He said softly. God did Mike want to melt. Baby. A pet name. One that was said with so much genuine emotion.
His face turned red. He wanted to say it but he wasn’t sure how. “What were you doing to Tom the day I found you? I want you to do that to me.” Mike said looking at Will whose eyes widened. “Are you sure? It’s a lot.” Will explained. “Wait to stroke your own ego.” Mike joked and Will puffed out a laugh. It alleviated some of the existing tension. “No, I didn’t mean it like that. Well, maybe a little bit. But you said you haven’t done this before with anyone and it’s like we’re going from zero to a hundred.” Will tried to explain.
Mike placed his hand on Will’s cheek this time. Soft and gentle as he stared at him. “Will, I’ve been dreaming about this moment, literally dreaming about it, for months now. I was too scared to do anything then but I’m not scared anymore and I don’t want to waste anymore time. We don’t have to do this, but only if you don’t want to. Otherwise, I’m more than ready to jump all hundred levels.” He said trying to be confident, hoping it came out convincing enough.
Will seemed to soften into the touch. He nodded. “I want to, but we have to be very careful. It really is a lot and the worst thing that could happen is having a bad first time.” Will reassured as he kissed down on Mike’s neck. “Tell me if you want to stop anything.” He said before kissing down Mike’s body. Mike’s back arched into the touch. Will reached the sensitive space of his inner thighs and began to kiss and suck in the flesh there. Mike moaned as the feeling went straight to his dick. Will began to take off Mike’s boxers but looked at him for approval. Mike nodded and Will fully pulled them off.
His now fully hard cock sprang to life and Mike wanted to be embarrassed but he was too turned on to fathom such thoughts. “So fucking pretty.” Will complemented as he place a wet kiss on Mike’s cock. Mike didn’t believe in heaven but he truly thought he was sent there for a few seconds as he moaned loudly. Will didn’t waste any time before taking Mike into his mouth and sucking on him like he was the sweetest candy. “Fuck, oh my god, Will.” Mike whined. He’s never received head that sent him into such a frenzy.
Mike couldn’t help but burry his hands into Will’s hair. He threw his head back and tried to still himself from thrusting upwards. Will pulled off which caused Mike to whine at the absence.
He kissed his way back up to Mike’s face. He looked absolutely gone. His hair was covering most of his face and his lips were pink and spit slick. Will kisses him, filthy and filled with lust. “Fuck me.” Mike moaned out. Will paused and looked at Mike. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Fucking yes.” Mike pants out.
Will leans over to the side table to grab the lube. “This part feels a bit weird at first but you get used to it.” Will told him and Mike nodded. Will helped him get into a proper position with a pillow hoisting his hips up and spreading his legs apart. Mike felt exposed. So exposed he was almost embarrassed. He pushed those thoughts down because nothing about the way Will was looking at him in that moment was embarrassing.
The first finger did feel weird at entry. Not bad but not pleasing either. Will did his best to take his mind off things by kissing him and sucking on his neck. The second finger felt fuller and it provided a burn but it started to feel like a pleasure full burn with how gentle Will was being. “Mmm, fuck. You’re so sexy.” Will groaned as Mike moaned into the touch. By the third finger, Mike was writhing, wanting more. It felt good. Then Will’s finger contorted into a different angle and hit something inside him that made him scream and his toes clenched the sheets. His vision went white and electric. “What the fuck?” He asked after the wave of pleasure passed. “Found it.” Will said like he won a prize.
He continued to open Mike up, hitting the same spot. Mike was practically drooling at the sight above him. Will looked concentrated, brows knit. Sweat dripped down his abs as his tattooed arm working on him. The necklace he never took off was a delicate touch of metal on his neck and it dangled between them. The sight alone was enough to send Mike to the edge. “More. Please, more.” Mike begged.
Will didn’t waste time to pull off his boxers. Mike tried to act normal when Will’s veiny and painfully erect cock sprang out. He totally wasn’t normal and was a bit nervous for what was to come but more horny than any other emotion.
He slid a condom onto himself and hissed at the contact. Mike watched unwavering, mouth slightly open, as Will lubed himself up. He lined his hardness up and looked Mike in the eye. “Tell me to stop whenever you need.” He reminded Mike who nodded. He began to push in and Mike couldn’t help but clench. “Holy fuck.” Will cursed. “Mike, baby, you’re going to have to relax if you want me to fit.” Will cautioned him in a sultry tone that sent electricity straight to Mike’s dick.
He tried his best to relax but the stretch became too much. “Stop.” He spoke out to Will who immediately stilled. He took a few deep breaths, reminding himself that this is exactly what he wants before telling Will, “You can continue.” Mike sighed out. He could tell that Will was holding back as he pushed himself in more but Mike was battling the urge to give up.
The stretch was so much more than anything he’s ever felt and it was exactly what Will told him; a lot. He stayed calm and focused on the other pleasures like Will kissing all over his body. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Will groaned as he bottomed out. “Shit, holy fucking shit. Please wait a minute.” Mike buried his fingernails into Will’s back.
Will didn’t move. Mike tried to adjust to the feeling. Will was panting heavily and Mike was too. “You’re so beautiful Mike. So fucking pretty.” Will emphasised and Mike wanted to tear up. It felt like a dream. Will was so gentle, so caring. He questioned if he deserved it. “You can move.” Mike told him after a while and Will began to move slowly.
Mike gasped and moaned at the feeling. He was so full he didn’t know what to do with it. Will’s pace gradually increase and he moaned out Mike’s name. “Mike, fuck, you feel so good.” Mike was lost in the pleasure. Unlike any other he had ever experienced. Something so electric and so vivid.
“Will, shit, oh fuck yes.” He moaned as Will continued his thrusts. “Mmm, fuck.” He was blabbering at that point. Then Will hit the same spot as last time and he moaned so loud he barely recognized himself. “Fuck yes. You sound so hot.” Will moaned. Mike was dazed at the sight of Will’s necklace moving back and forth. The pleasure was ethereal.
“Will, oh God. It feels so good.” Mike whined. “Yeah?” Will asked as he continued to kiss Mike’s face. “I feel so good too. I’m so close right now.” Will moaned as he began to jerk Mike off. “Holy fucking fuck.” Mike couldn’t help but moan as the double pleasure hit him.
With one last kiss, Will slowed his thrusts as he orgasmed into the condom. Mike followed in suit, his cum spilling all over his and Will’s chest.
There was a moment where they were both trying to catch their breaths and staring at each other. Mike looked completely ruined. His hair was somewhat covering his eyes and the eyeshadow from earlier was smudged all over his face. Will lowered his head to lick some of the cum off of Mike’s chest. “Jesus fucking Christ Will.” Mike whined. Will gave him a mischievous smirk. “Tastes fucking delectable.” He said as he pulled out. Mike gasped at the loss and the empty feeling as Will tied up the condom and collapsed beside him.
“Good night.” Mike said as he let Will pull him into his chest. “Night baby.” Will replied in exhaustion and God, Mike could get used to that.
The next morning, Mike felt sore as he woke up. He groaned, wanting to be closer to Will but not feeling anyone next to him. He cracked his sleepy eyes open. There was no body else in the room. It was completely empty.
Mike sat up and looked around confused. “Will?” He tried calling out but no response. Panic sunk into his chest. “Fuck.” He cursed as he buried his head into his raised lap. He completely fucked it up. Of course Will wouldn’t want him. Of course Max and Jane were wrong. He felt sorry for Mike and didn’t want to make it awkward. Jesus, Mike was so stupid.
He heard a door opening but ignored it in favour of the panic. “Mike?” He heard a familiar voice call out and he snapped his head up immediately. Will’s expression turned from amused to worried within seconds as he saw the tears drip from Mike’s eyes. He immediately knelt down infront of him. “Mike, baby, what’s wrong?” Will asked concerned. Mike felt ridiculous as he wiped off his tears. “I-I thought you left and hated me.” Mike replied. Will shook his head. “What? No. Why would I ever do that to you?” He asked as he gently wiped the tears off of Mike’s face. “I went to take a shower, see.” Will stood up to show Mike that he was in nothing but a towel and his hair stuck to his forehead.
Mike nodded. “Yeah. That was dumb of me.” Mike tried to laugh it away but Will wasn’t convinced. “Why do you think I would leave you after the night we just had?” He asked. Mike took a deep breath in and avoided eye contact.
“Because, what are we Will? We haven’t talked about it at all and…. I just, don’t want things to be awkward. I like you. Like a lot. I have for a while and, I guess what I’m trying to say is I want us to be together. Boyfriends.” Mike confessed the thoughts he’d been hiding for years. Will looked taken aback. “Wow. I never in a million years thought you’d like me back enough for that…. Jesus.” He replied incredulously.
Mike couldn’t stop his urge to gently kiss him. It was soft and fond. “So, boyfriends?” Mike whispered. The moment was brital but intimate. “Yeah, boyfriends.” Will agreed. Mike was filled with so much joy, he pulled will back onto the bed for cuddles. “I just need to break it off with Tom though. God, he has some weird preferences in bed.” Will seemed distraught. “Oh really? Like what?” Mike asked curiously. “Do you really want to know?” Will raised a brow. “Actually, no.” Mike replied and they both laughed.
Later that day when all their friends came to the cafe’ to order drinks, Will couldn’t stop touching him. Mike didn’t mind it. “Orders coming up.” Will said as he walked away with their orders in mind. Mike tried to hide his smile at the way Will held his hand until he was too far to hold it any longer.
“So, you two definitely kissed.” Max broke the silence. “What? No!” Mike denied a blush appearing on his face. “Oh, they definitely did.” Jane agreed. “Wait, am I missing something?” Lucas asked. “I’ll explain later.” Max turned to him and then back at Mike. “Anyway, see, we were right.” She smiled. Her and Jane high-fived.
“Yes, you guys were right.” Mike admitted rolling his eyes. “And if you must know, we did more than just kiss. We may or may not be boyfriends.” He dropped the ball. Every one of his friends gasped. “Called it since 4th grade.” Lucas said slamming his hand on the counter.
“Wow. Wait… is that a hickey?” Max asked at the dark bruise peeking through Mike’s collar. “What? I said we did more than just kiss.” Mike shrugged at them. They all made disgusted sounds as Will reappeared with their drinks.
“Here you guys go and…. What happened?” He asked gauging the energy of the room. “Your boyfriend just gave us TMI about his hickies.” Max complained. “Not cool dude.” Lucas shook his head. “Totally not cool.” Jane agreed. “What? You guys asked!” Mike smiled as he said. They all immersed into a miniature argument, their loud voices the only ones in the empty cafe.
After their laughter subsided, Jane stopped sipping on her drink and asked, “wait, who’s gonna tell Dustin?”
“Not it!” They all yelled and slammed their fingers on their noses. There was a moment of silence where they all looked at one another before they burst out into laughter.